I’m one of those people who takes photos of meaningless stuff all the time. And then I go and look at my photos and wonder, “why the hell do I have 8 photos of my Captain Crunch cereal box on my camera?”. I blame it on my continuous need to take the perfect photo (and my brain assumes the perfect photo will be of a cereal box- to be fair, a large quantity of beer was inside me during that photo shoot). The downside of this ongoing quest to channel my inner Annie Lebowitz, is that I end up with a ridiculous amount of photos that serve no purpose- that have no point. They are not particularly clever or pretty- nor do they tell a memorable story. They just take up space on my camera and on my computer.
You see where this is going, don’t you?
I thought so. You always were clever.
Here are some of the pointless photos I’ve taken recently that aren’t worthy of a photo album but that I can’t yet delete without sharing.
Have you ever wondered what almost $50.00 worth of 50/50 draw tickets looks like? Now you know.
Photo taken in the rain, through a window while trying to console myself over the fact I did not win the 50/50 draw. I was going to make a joke about how those water droplets were my tears at not winning the over $5000 cash prize I was so sure I was going to win, but joking about crying felt a little too close to home. Because I almost did cry.
Meet my driving companion. It’s my Obama air freshener and it’s smells like HOPE. Actually, it smells like vanilla. But I always thought HOPE smelled sweet and almost candy like. I appreciate this photo because for some reason it makes the air freshener look huge. As though I’m dangling a poster sized picture of Obama from my rear view mirror. Not that I’m opposed to such an idea. If I could only find one, I would put it in my car and refuse to let people sit in the passenger seat unless I cleared it with my driving companion. (And yes, I’m fully aware of how comments like that fuel the idea that I am 136% crazy).
Accidentally taken while at a red light while trying to take a photo of my air freshener. The best part of this tale is that after the flash went off, I looked over and the car beside me had two people watching me. So, I looked like a girl who was taking a picture of her crotch at a red light. Awesome.
What do the rest of you do with photos that have no home? Keep them forever or delete?